Chapter 1

I was still in the office well after quitting time running numbers for audits when my supervisor Joe poked his head through the door, he was in his late thirties, looked like a damn Ken doll, just good looking in all the best ways, “Kori what the hell are you still doing here?” he questioned.

“Just going over reports,” I replied.

“Go home for God’s sake, this stuff will be here in the morning. Don’t you have someone special to get home to?”

I smiled and nodded.

“I’ll see you tomorrow morning,” he said before leaving.

Someone, to get to? Ha. I didn’t. I lived in a decent-sized place with my three bisexual roommates Ian, Roger, and Rebecca who spent an enormous amount of time fucking each other all over the house in their free time.

They were constantly attempting to pull me into their sexual feeding frenzies but I declined. I had my eyes on Joe, but he was engaged. Poor me. It seemed I always took a liking to men that were just out of my reach. I can’t tell you how many times I stayed working late hoping he’d come into my office lock the door and pull his cock out and say, “Give me those pretty lips.”

Yet, after two years of working with him and the most he ever did, was bump into my ass as he passed by the copier. Even then, he apologized profusely. It didn’t bother me. I did get to feel a little of what he was working with. His girlfriend was one lucky lady.

On the way home, I stopped by a deli to grab something to eat. It was Becca’s turn to cook dinner, but I figured she probably didn’t cook anything. She had not cooked on her last three turns. She’d buy food ... mostly stuff I wasn’t into. She was vegan and I wasn’t.

I had in mind I would go home, sit on the sofa with my club sandwich and watch a little television before going to bed. However, when I opened the door and stepped inside what did I see?

Becca was on the brown leather couch with her ass in the air as Ian stuffed her pussy with his fat white cock and Roger with his cock in her mouth. I made my usual face of annoyance.

“Hey, look Kori is home,” said Ian smiling with all of his pretty white teeth. His skin was olive in tone. His hair was short and black. He was clean-shaven and had gray eyes.

I waved. Becca was saying something, but I couldn’t understand her. I looked at Roger this tall, basketball player type who was a mix of African American and Dominican, “Could you take your dick out of her mouth for just a second?”

He chuckled and pulled out and she spoke, “Come join us.”

I shook my head, “Naw, maybe some other time. I’m tired and hungry.” I was about to head to my room but I paused, “And make sure y’all wipe off that couch before you go ya nasty asses to bed.”

Roger smiled and pushed his cock back into her pretty little mouth, “10-4.”

I headed to my room. I could still hear them carrying on like wild animals. The grunting, the moaning, the hollering. I put my earbuds in and listened to music. After I ate, I went for a shower and then back to bed. I lay there trying to relax when Becca barged into my room wearing her panties and a tank. She crawled into bed next to me and I eyed her with confusion, “Girl what do you want?”

She kissed my cheek and hugged me, “Don’t be like that Kori, you know I love you.”

“Whatever. I’m about to go to sleep.”

Then Ian and Roger walked without shirts, just their boxers. I looked at the three of them, “Don’t even think about it.”

Becca sat up all cheery, “We have a surprise—”

“No.”

“We haven’t even told you—”

“If it starts with sur and ends with prise, the answer is always no.”

Ian sat at the foot of my bed massaging my feet, “Kori, you need a serious vacation and we want to take you somewhere nice for your birthday next week.”

“Does it involve me fucking the three of you?”

Roger laughed, “Well, yeah that’s the best part.”

“No.”

Becca started tickling me, “Come on ... we’ll do anything if you say yes.”

In my mind, I knew I had to come up with something they would never be able to accomplish. I smiled, “If you three could go a whole week without fucking all over the house and do your chores ... then I’d gladly fuck all three of you for a whole weekend doing every nasty little trick in the book.”

Roger smiled, “Oral, anal, threesome, foursome, double penetration, all that and more?”

I nodded, “Yeah, all that and then some. I can say it confidently because you three horny fuckers aren’t going to go a whole week without me catching you fucking in the living room or kitchen. And this one won’t cook and you two aren’t going to keep the bathrooms clean ... because I’m always doing it.”

Ian sucked my big toe and said, “Prepare to give up that ass, girl!”

They left my bedroom sure they could master the challenge.